"Additionally, we can lend you a police dog. After all, a dog's sense of smell is far superior to that of humans, and it can sniff out other contraband,"
Uncle Hat's suggestion was earnest, and Li Qiang was naturally very grateful, "Then I'll have to trouble you with that, as I never expected this incident to blow up so big."
Uncle Hat waved his hand dismissively, "This isn't your fault, no one saw it coming. You've just been targeted, if things get too tough these next few days, just shut down for a bit and regroup."
Hearing the words "shut down for a bit and regroup," Liu Xiangyang's expression turned sour. His business had just begun to pick up, and now some bastard had screwed everything up. He was itching to drag the bastard behind this out into the open and tear them to pieces.